Man, what a day! I woke up in Policoro, and I swear, I thought it was gonna be chill. But nah, life had other plans. First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma, and it was like a scene from a movie. People everywhere, cars honking, and the smell of fresh pastries from the bakery. I mean, who can resist a cornetto, right?
So, I grab my coffee, and I’m feeling good. But then, boom! I get a call from a client. They’re in crisis mode. Like, seriously? Can’t a counselor catch a break? I rush over to their place on Via Verdi. It’s a cute little apartment, but the vibe is all off. I walk in, and it’s like a tornado hit. Papers everywhere, and they’re just sitting there, looking lost.
I try to calm them down, but they’re all over the place. “I can’t do this anymore!” they shout. I’m like, “Breathe, dude! We got this.” But inside, I’m thinking, “Why did I choose this job?” It’s exhausting!
After that, I needed a breather. So, I stroll down to the beach at Lido di Policoro. The sun’s shining, and the waves are crashing. I plop down on the sand, and for a sec, I forget about everything. But then, I see a kid building a sandcastle. And I’m like, “Man, I wish I could just build a castle and forget adulting.”
But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches the kid’s snack. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a bird!” But I get it. I mean, who hasn’t had their snack stolen, right?
After the beach, I head to the market on Via Nazionale. It’s packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all the locals chatting. I love the energy here. But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a tomato. Like, c’mon man, it’s a tomato! Just buy it!
I grab some fresh basil and tomatoes for dinner. Gotta keep it healthy, ya know? But then, I bump into an old friend. We start chatting, and suddenly, I’m late for my next appointment. Panic mode activated! I sprint down Via della Libertà, dodging people like I’m in an obstacle course.
Finally, I make it to my next client’s place. They’re waiting, and I’m all outta breath. “Sorry, traffic!” I say, but they just roll their eyes. Classic. We dive into their issues, and honestly, it’s heavy stuff. But I’m here for it. I mean, that’s why I do this, right?
By the end of the day, I’m drained. I head back home, and as I walk through the streets of Policoro, I can’t help but smile. This city is wild, but it’s home. The chaos, the beauty, the people—it’s all part of the ride.
I crash on my couch, thinking about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. But hey, that’s life in Policoro. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of madness. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.